Voice: I’m so sorry…Strong magic is like that, it comes with a price…your memories…your feelings for the one you love…

Ganta: A PRICE?! *cough cough* I don’t understand? I did everything you told me to do! Isn’t that enough?

Voice: I never mentioned to you…that you’re a Stone Deity yourself. You protect the yellow stone. Didn’t you ever wonder why the stone was already lit in your map? Your memories was added to the spell for it to work…

Ganta: *hem hem* Me? A Deity?

Voice: That’s why you can hear me. Only the Deities can hear me.

Ganta: Mimmy…she’s crying…I don’t want her to be sad…

*Ganta took a few steps forward and tried to comfort Mimmy, but his hand just passed thru.*